Can't Help It ; Natsu

Is Gruvia...A Thing Yet?

I refuse to cut my hair

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A few more weeks later

"Did you find out the gender?" Natsu asked, when you had come back from the doctor. "Ah...yeah." You dropped yourself onto the couch.

"It's a girl."

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Lucas's jaw almost dropped and crashed onto the ground when he heard the news. "A girl?" He asked, excitedly.

Natsy nodded, a cheeky grin on his face. "I know!" He looked over excitedly at you, and his expression fell when he watched you balance a bowl of fruit on your stomach.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Might as well make use of this thing." You grumbled. Natsu was about to speak up, but he shut his mouth again.

"When women are pregnant, they are always right." He muttered, repeating the words the doctor had said.

You nodded with satisfaction. "And that is always right."

And just then, you heard banging on the door. When Natsu opened it, Juvia politely waved at him. "Oh, (Y/N)-san!" She grinned.

"Hey, Juvia." You smiled and waved back.

She slowly took a seat next to you, as if she was scared that she would kill the baby if she sat down too fast.

"Anything new from that doctor visit?" She asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement. You laughed gently.

"No, except for the fact that it's a girl." You said, thoughtfully thinking. Juvia gently pushed your arm. "(Y/N)-san! That's great news!" 

You were about to speak up again, when you heard Natsu's voice. "What were you doing?" He asked, his voice raised slightly in frustration.

Juvia's eyes widened as she heard this. She slowly turned around, and looked in the direction of his voice.

"P-papa, I was really only trying to...help." Lucas squeaked.

You looked over in concern, and was about to stand up, when Juvia tugged you back down. "Juvia can handle this one." 

You sat on the couch, waiting for her. Hushed voices came from the bedroom. "Lucas?" You noticed the little boy peeking at you from the side of the couch.

"Mama, I was really trying to help." He said softly, his eyes a bit teary. "I didn't mean to knock over your necklace." 

You looked at him, and his shaking self. "It's okay." You said, trying to comfort him as he crawled onto the couch and snuggled into your arms.

"What necklace are you talking about...?" 

"U-um, the one Papa gave you. The pretty one."

Your eyes widened and you were about to speak, when Lucas hurridly said, "I really didn't mean to! It looked dirty, a-and I was going to clean it, but...but it broke!" 

"Ah...and Papa found you and the broken necklace?" You asked.

"Yeah..." He guilty looked down as he played with his hands. "Um, Mama...I'm really sorry." He apologized.

You bit your lip. "I know you're sorry, Lucas. But you really need to be careful next time, okay?" You softly reminded him.

He nodded. "Okay. I promise." 

"(Y/N)-san." 

You jolted in shock when Juvia's hand brushed your shoulder. "Juvia's solved the problem!" She triumphantly declared, with a finger in the air.